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Verse 1:
Meet with me, in the dark of the street
There we'll start believing secretly
Utopia
Freedom in the inner cell
Look for me with a beak
A cloak adorned
Scent of leaves
A void between
Foul stench of those above
Whispering "inner cell"
Pre-Chorus:
Dance of the dead
Will descend on his head
And extend to the
Families' hubris
Chorus 1:
From under the skin, insurrection
From hollow logs, from shallow streams
And drying seas
Verse 2:
Let us walk through the night to a place clandestine
Free your mind
Disregard all you know
Infiltrate the inner cell
You must not accept his sick version of life itself
Disrespect everything
Multiply the inner cell
Pre-Chorus 2:
Dance of the dead
Will descend on his head
And extend to the
Families' hubris
Chorus 2:
From under the skin, the flesh has rotten
Poison has spread, through words unsaid
Anemic rule, now hear me say
Our time has come, transcending us
Above the one, to ego death
For now he sits inside the fire
Oblivious that we will keep
Him in the spire, have found resolve
And our own crimes to commit
In cold blood as he did his
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Verse 1:
It’s so hard to fight this condition
A condition defined by the lack thereof
Man, the fuse blew out
There’s no traveling here
The city feels so down
And my brain is the dark streets
Nothing is ever straightforward
When I’m trying to write it down
Maybe close but no cigar
There’s no traveling here
I can’t shut my eyes
And my nerves are the lightning
Pre-Chorus:
Trying to fit a round hole into a square peg
Chorus:
Stuck in the silence
Why can’t it be simple
Like we used to do
Stolen and disfigured
Like we used to do
Verse 2:
I can never appeal to the chorus
It’s all the Tappan Zee when the bolts give way
Not one for cover-ups
There’s no traveling here
And London Bridge burns down
How the page looks so empty
I need a friend to test my thoughts on
No, there’s no traveling here
In self-pitied rage
And the words are kinetic
Bridge:
Kaleidoscopic
In confusion
Comes description
Comes creation
But it ain’t good anyway
Chorus:
Stuck in the silence
Why can’t it simple
Like we used to do
Stolen and disfigured
Like we used to do
Stuck in the silence
Why can’t it simple
Like we used to do
Stolen and disfigured
Like we used to do
Outro:
Like we used to do
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Verse 1:
Out at the train tracks, I dream of escape
But a song comes onto my iPod and I realize it's getting late
I can't take the staring and the sympathy
And I don't like the questions, "How do you feel?"
"How's it going in school?"
"Do you wanna talk about it?"
Chorus:
Way out
Way out of here
Fade out
Fade out, vanish
Verse 2:
And I'm trying to forget you
And I know that I will in a thousand years, or maybe a week
Burn all your pictures, and cut out your face
The shutters are down and the curtains are closed
And I've covered my tracks
Disposed of the car
Trying to forget even your name and the way that you look when you're sleeping
Dreaming of this
Chorus:
Way out
Way out of here
Fade out
Fade out, vanish
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Verse 1:
And it feels so wrong to find joy in this
A shattered heart shows me my way in
With angel dust and two crossed for luck
I’ll unravel my feelings through her lungs
Pre-Chorus:
But the eye of the storm rages close to me
Chorus:
Like a phantom vibration
Always felt but never there
Do you sense my flirtation?
Know I’ll always be right here
Though my words never seem so clear
My pulsar thoughts remain sincere
And we idle on
Two spirits who’ll never reach the Sun
Verse 2:
And in her somber mood, only tell her truth
And like Fargam’s flight straight above the blue
And the guilt comes back
In silent shadow grows my amaranth
Though I’d feel this strong
The sky is just out of reach
If I take another step, will I make it through the breach?
But it all comes falling down, yeah, you’re lying through your teeth.
And I can’t help but want to believe.
Verse 3:
It’s not shallow straits
I’d still build you up
Odds be damned and shit out of luck
Chorus:
Like a phantom vibration
Always felt but never there
Do you sense my flirtation?
Know I’ll always be right here
Though my words never seem so clear
My pulsar thoughts remain sincere
And we idle on
Two spirits
Who’ll never reach the Sun
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Verse 1:
Kill the sun
Blood for fun
Bring forth the fog
Too many smiling twos these eyes have laid upon
Verse 2:
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Text not found
Too much exposure
The blue light keeps me up
From gloaming till break of dawn
Chorus:
Free this ghost of mine
So I may return home
To that caring paleness
The strands of gold and stone
An uncommunicative embrace
And the flicker of the cathodes
Verse 3:
Suffer
Suffer
A light that flashes behind my closed eyes
The crests and troughs
That will make me drown
In these gooey, disgusting, romantic remarkable thoughts and sounds
Verse 4:
So you kill the moon
Caged like a beast in a zoo
Throwing shit through the platinum gates
While I sit and wait for someone new
While I stare out from rose tinted glasses
For Juliets that’ll never happen
Locked in time
Four months ago
20 months ago
That last touch ago
The parts I still find in my clothes
The repeating chords that helped me to conform
Jam:
Kill the sun
Kill the sun
Kill the sun
Kill the sun
Chorus:
Free this ghost of mine
So I may return home
To the strange embrace of someone else’s hopes and dreams and robes
A loving, warm dilate
And the flicker of the cathodes
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Verse 1:
Kill the sun
Blood for fun
Bring forth the fog
Too many smiling twos these eyes have laid upon
Verse 2:
Error code
Text not found
Too much exposure
The blue light keeps me up
From gloaming till break of dawn
Chorus:
Free this ghost of mine
So I may return home
To that caring paleness
The strands of gold and stone
An uncommunicative embrace
And the flicker of the cathodes
Verse 3:
Suffer
Suffer
A light that flashes behind my closed eyes
The crests and troughs
That will make me drown
In these gooey, disgusting, romantic remarkable thoughts and sounds
Verse 4:
So you kill the moon
Caged like a beast in a zoo
Throwing shit through the platinum gates
While I sit and wait for someone new
While I stare out from rose tinted glasses
For Juliets that’ll never happen
Locked in time
Four months ago
20 months ago
That last touch ago
The parts I still find in my clothes
The repeating chords that helped me to conform
Jam:
Kill the sun
Kill the sun
Kill the sun
Kill the sun
Chorus:
Free this ghost of mine
So I may return home
To the strange embrace of someone else’s hopes and dreams and robes
A loving, warm dilate
And the flicker of the cathodes
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Normal Person (Demo)
03:53
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